The skinny old man looked at Yang Fei and Susu, as well as Master Huang and the three of them; in his anxiety, he didn't bother lowering his voice.
"Just them? Heh heh..."
"I'm not trying to interfere with the Sect Leader's decision, but if these three get on the Spell Battle Platform, they'll probably die in a single move."
The Shamaness pretended she hadn't heard the skinny old man and walked toward the three.
Her expression was very respectful, and she was also somewhat nervous.
"I'm sorry, my two senior brothers were talking nonsense. I failed to keep them in line."
Yang Fei looked calmly at the skinny old man not far away.
"It's fine. If they anger me, I'll just erase them."
The Shamaness immediately shivered violently.
Her two senior brothers' Cultivation wasn't as good as hers, but within the Yanfu Sect, they were still big shots with status and face.
Yet in Yang Fei's eyes, they were like mangy chickens and wild dogs, not worth his attention in the slightest.
